There was no one who knew the country round better than he did; it was his native place.

He should be so happy to do the honors of it, and to show them numbers of delightful little spots which, without him, they would never discover.
"Do you ride every day ?" asked Bettina.
"Every day and sometimes twice.

In the morning on duty, and in the evening I am ride for my own pleasure." "Early in the morning ?" "At half-past five." "At half-past five every morning ?" "Yes, except Sunday." "Then you get up--" "At half-past four." "And is it light ?" "Oh, just now, broad daylight." "To get up at half-past four is admirable; we often finish our day just when yours is beginning.

And are you fond of your profession ?" "Very.

It is an excellent thing to have one's life plain before one, with exact and definite duties." "And yet," said Mrs.Scott, "not to be one's own master--to be always obliged to obey." "That is perhaps what suits me best; there is nothing easier than to obey, and then to learn to obey is the only way of learning to command." "Ah! since you say so, it must be true." "Yes, no doubt," added the Cure; "but he does not tell you that he is the most distinguished officer in his regiment, that--" "Oh! pray do not." The Cure, in spite of the resistance of Jean, was about to launch into a panegyric on his godson, when Bettina, interposing, said: "It is unnecessary, Monsieur le Cure, do not say anything, we know already all that you would tell us, we have been so indiscreet as to make inquiries about Monsieur--oh, I was just going to say Monsieur Jean--about Monsieur Reynaud.